My brain can’t seem to think in full sentences at the moment.
Mum seems to get a bit weaker every day. She’s on medication for high blood pressure and a diuretic for swelling now. Along with a steroid to give her some energy, cough medicine for the previously unending cough, something for her liver and narcotic pain medication. The Hospice nurse brought over a medication sorter-outer, with boxes for each day, but I have yet to figure out what to put where to get it set up.
She’s having a lot of visitors. Which is nice, yet an exhausting whirlwind. Hospice comes again today and I think a bath aide starts next week at 3 times a week.
Mum’s not up for reading and answering emails at this point and talking on the phone is getting harder for her. I’m happy to read email to her (although I may not manage a reply either), so feel free to send it to me at email@example.com. My cell is 541-525-5144.
At this point, I’m not holding out hope for a curative miracle. Kevin and I have talked to Duncan and Berry via Skype about Nanny’s body not working anymore and that, when it stops working, she’ll die. It’s a hard truth, but one they need to know is coming.
It’s hard to hold sentences together when you keep getting interrupted…
People are asking what they can do to help. I haven’t quite figured that out yet. Meals are helpful – although we’re something of a large and difficult crowd to feed. I’m gluten-free, Adam is vegetarian, and then we have 4 kids.
More later. I’m off to Mum’s now.